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The Receptionist
(Posted on Wednesday, September 26, 2001)
This story was submitted by imranali35@hotmail.com.

My name in Imran and I live in Pakistan in the city of Lahore. I am 28 years old, 6 feet tall and nice looking. I work in a mobile telecommunications company. The social setup in my country is religious, the girls are shy and sex is considered legal only with married couples. Otherwise it's a sin.

I have always been turned on and fascinated by the beauty of female feet. Beautiful and well-shaped feet on a girl can drive me crazy. Well my story begins when the receptionist in our office quit her job and a new girl was hired. She walked into my boss’s room for an interview when I first saw her. She is probably in her early twenties with an innocent face and it seems that she is from a middle class family. Her name I found out is Sadia. She is tall, slim and very fair with creamy skin, but I didn't take much notice of her.

Well, she comes for the first day of her job. The front desk is directly in front of my cabin. That means that I can see the receptionist sitting there from the side. As she settled on her seat that first time, I looked at her thoroughly. She has a very innocent looking and pretty face. There is delicateness about her. Then I looked at her feet, noting that she was wearing open toed sandals with black leather straps. I saw the most beautiful pair of feet that I have ever laid my eyes on. Her toenails were painted silver and she was wearing a black anklet around her delicate ankle.

My eyes were fixed there. I felt very hot looking at her. As the day progressed, I kept feasting my eyes upon her feet. I was happy to see that during the day she takes her sandals off and sits barefooted, making my sitting very difficult. Once she caught me looking at her feet. She wondered what I was doing and looked down at herself to see what I was looking at. I felt embarrassed and looked away.

The next day I was unable to concentrate on my work as she dangled her pretty feet from her chair, having taken off her sandals. On this day her toes were painted a light pink. I kept taking peeks and again she caught me looking a couple of times. I now realize that she has guessed at what I am looking at because after a few minutes she stretches one of her legs and wiggles her toes. I cannot help but to stare as she quickly looked my way.

Now that she has ascertained what is happening, I am afraid that she will be more careful with her foot display, but the reverse happens. She continues to sit in the same fashion and pulls her shalwar a little up so that her ankles are also visible. Now it is hard for me to control myself. I take my raging hard cock out of my pants and start to massage it as I look at her. She notices me jerking slightly. She calls me on intercom to ask something and my voice is trembling. She looks my way and sees me looking at her feet. She wants to ask me about a phone number.

Suddenly she comes towards my desk. I am not expecting her, so I do not have time to put my cock back inside my pants. She walks around my desk on my side. I am afraid that she might see my cock, so I get as much under the table as I can. She has come barefooted and instead of looking at the phone index to which she is pointing, I am looking at the clasp of her very beautiful feet. She asks me about a number. I tell her where is it and she leaves.

As soon as she leaves I take hold of my cock and start rubbing it furiously. The intercom rings again and she says to me in a whisper, “What are you doing under the table?”

I am caught and I can’t speak. “N..nn…nn..noth..nothing…” I manage to say.

“I know,” she whispers again.

I am scared. I know she is goning tell the manager.

“Why are you doing this?” She asks.

I can’t speak.

“Why are you looking at my feet al of the time?” She asks.

“I…I …they.. are beauti…ful,” I manage to say. “ I am sorry.”

“It’s alright,” she says as she looks at me and smiles a little.

What a relief! Now I look at her openly and she displays her feet more for my pleasure. Suddenly she comes my way again. She again comes around the desk beside me on the pretext of asking something. She is again barefoot. She bends down and tries to see under the table. I help her to see by moving out from under the table a little. My cock is right before her eyes.

Hard as a rock, bulging with blood and throbbing, she gasps. She looks at me and then again at my cock nervously. Then tentatively she touches it with her delicate hand. She grips it and massages it a little. Then she straightens up and looking around to make sure that nobody is around, she puts her delicate creamy foot in my lap, right on my rigid cock. She presses my cock with her very soft and silky sole and rubs it a little. I take hold of her foot and bring it to my mouth. I kiss her toes, her arch and her heels. I take her toes into my mouth and suck those sweet and delicious toes. I lick her foot all around. She moans with pleasure.

She sits on the table as she is getting tired of standing. She puts her other foot on my Lund while I lick the other foot. I put it back on my Lund and take her other foot in my hands and make love to it in the same way. I cannot have enough of those delicious beauties. She is using her other foot to caress my cock and balls. She presses it on my chest and shoulders. She rubs her foot on my face and neck.

Then I put both her feet around my blood-engorged cock and she starts to give me the best footjob of my entire life. Her hands slip between her legs as she starts to masturbate herself. Her soft silky soles are fucking my cock. My hard and defiant cock looks so strange wrapped in those soft and creamy feet. She keeps on fingering herself. As she rubs herself I suddenly explode. Cum covers her toes and soles, ruining my pants. She also has an orgasm. She looks around again and quickly walks back to her seat. I sit there wondering how I am going to take care of my cum stained pants. But I am not too worried about it because I have found my heart’s desire and I am looking at what is to come with this amazing girl, Sadia.

More events happened in the next days with more joys and pleasure. But I will narrate them in the next part. Before that, I would like to hear your feedback on this story. I need some encouragement before going on. I would request ladies to let me know how they feel about this love of their feet.

Do write to me at Imranali35@hotmail.com.
 

This story was submitted by imranali35@hotmail.com.

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